"It's you again."

He looked at me and smiled from his hospital bed as I entered the room. Pains shot through my chest as he spoke those words, he still wasn't remembering me.

"Yes, it's me again," I smiled back. I wanted so badly for him to just tell me he had playing some kind of elaborate joke on me.

"You're so damn cute, I can't believe I would ever forget someone like you," he laughed, then held a hand to his forehead. R has had a severe head injury, I'm certain it has been accompanied by a severe headache as well.

"I can't believe you would forget someone like me either," I harassed him, teasingly.

"So, have we fucked before? Or?" raising his eyebrows, he looked me over from head to toe.

"Yes, as a matter of fact, we have, on many many occasions," my body temperature had risen off the scale, I could feel my face flushing as I spoke. Scanning the room for a clock, I couldn't believe they didn't have a clock on the wall.

"Where's that watch I bought you?" he said, plain as day.

"What did you say?" I could hardly believe my ears.

"Where's that watch I bought you? You wouldn't have to search for a clock all the time if you would just wear the watch." his eyes shut for a moment then opened.

"You remember the watch! You bought me the watch for Christmas this year! Oh My God I can't believe you remember the watch!" I was ecstatic, now if only he would start to remember everything.

"I do, it just hit me, you constantly ask me what time it is, don't you....." he shut his eyes again, as if trying to picture something.

....more to come

Terrible Day

R and I have been in a terrible car accident. Although I was relatively lucky, I managed to escape with only minor cuts and bruising, R was not so lucky, as I sit here and type he clings to life in the ICU. For 4 days he had been comatose, finally waking yesterday morning.

I'm so afraid.

He barely remembered who I was.

An Evening of Pleasure

I pouted until R promised me he would stay over anyway, my sister's abrupt arrival had nearly chased him off. I couldn't wait to be alone with him.

At 9:00 she had called it a night leaving the 2 of us to do as we please, and do as we please we did. R sat on the couch while I stood before him, slowly removing my shirt, then tossing it into the air. He laughed as I flashed him a wicked smile, then turned and shook my ass in a playful tease before him.

His hands held my hips and pulled me down onto his lap, giggling uncontrollably. My entire body tingled as his lips found my neck, such a sensitive area, I love to have my neck nuzzled. I leaned back on the couch, pulling him with me, spreading my legs to allow him to lie between them, I needed more then anything to feel him between them.

I needed more then anything to feel him inside me.

The front of his dockers bulged and rubbed between my legs, reaching down, I held his cock in my right hand and massaged it through his pants. Using my other hand I rubbed between my legs as well.

I moaned and he could take it no longer, his pants were down and so were mine, his cock buried up to the base inside me, grinding, pumping, thrusting hard. We came hard in what seemed to be mere seconds.

And this was just the beginning.

So Different, Yet So Similar

I often wonder how my sister and I could possibly have come from the same parents.

From the minute she appeared on my doorstep we had been at odds with each other. I am very aware of her disapproval over what has happened within my personal life. She is often jealous of me, often harshly critical, often disapproving. Something I've grown accustomed to over the years.

R was at my home when she arrived, unannounced, from her home, which happens to be on the other side of the country.

"Good lord girl, look at you! Didn't I teach you how to use a comb?" she stated, running her fingers through my hair. Looking over from head to toe, she picked up a bag and stepped through the doorway. "And, who might you be?" She was looking in R's direction, smoothing her free hand over her perfectly coiffed pony tail.

"[R], and you are?" R looked a tad irritated. Shrugging my shoulders, I introduce him to my sister.

An awkward silence fell over the three of us as I took my place at R's side, his hand resting on my right shoulder.

"I'm so surprised to see you here, you should have let me know you were going to be in town," trying desperately to get even a little conversation going, too much drama in the air.

"Oh, well, you know me. I got to feeling bad for my baby sister, I woke up yesterday and told [husband] I needed to come take care of you for a few days, looks like I got here just in time," smiling, she took my hand and pulled me to her.

She was purposely coming between R and myself, it couldn't be more apparent.

"So, is that your Jag out there [R]?" subtlety is not my sisters forte.

"Um, yeah," his eyes searching mine, he flushed a little, his nervousness becoming very visible.

"That's an awfully nice car, you must be doing well, then, huh?" her jealousy now showing through.

"Ok, stop! We are not going there! If you are here to visit, you are here to visit. Nothing else. No competition, no judging, no criticism. Ok?" 15 minutes into her stay and already I wanted her to leave.

I sometimes wish I was an only child.

Lust

I see your eyes travel the length of my body, roaming, searching, taking in the curve of my hip, the swell of my breast. Leaning forward just a tad, I place my hand on your forearm, and speak. So red, your face is flushed as you think the nasty little thoughts you would love to be doing with me, I smile in return.

I love the way you hang on my every word, waiting, hoping, needing me to focus all my attention on you. Sliding my hand down the front of my blouse, I smooth the material as if to remove an invisible wrinkle, I see your eyes hungrily travel to my breasts, the outline of my bra visibly noticeable through my shirt front. Flushing even deeper, you look away when you realize I have caught you staring.

Little do you know how much of a turn on you have been to me, how wet I have become just at the thought of you fantasizing about me.

Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned....

R and I were out for the evening, having a few drinks, listening to the band play. Sitting side by side at the table, I'm sure we looked every bit the sappy 'new' couple. In honesty, we sit like that so we can play and tease each other without being noticed.

I had excused myself to use the restroom and was in route when she appeared out of nowhere. A blond woman who looked to be about 10 years older then myself, nonetheless, she was very classy and beautiful.

"Don't worry, he'll grow tired of you as well," she hissed as she flicked ashes from the end of her cigarette.

"Pardon me?" I hadn't caught the gist of her comment, but I did catch the hate with which she threw it at me.

"Listen Girly, he's going to break your heart into a million pieces just like all the rest of us. Just give it a month or two," and with that, she turned on her heel, leaving me to think about what had just happened.

Forgetting about the original reason I had wandered from our table, I returned back to R and sat beside him again.

"I think we should go, something weird just happened to me." I had planned not to say a word, and there I was spilling my guts.

"What do you mean? What's going on?" I looked down at my lap as R's words of concern made me wish I hadn't said a word.

"A woman just approached me as I was headed to the restroom, she seemed very angry at you, I don't know, I guess I just didn't know what to think," I looked up into his eyes. The band had started playing again forcing me to nearly yell my response.

"What woman, where did she go?" he yelled back, quickly scanning the room for anyone he could recognize. She turned her head at the exact moment he looked her way, immediate recognition. "Holy shit,"

"What, what is it?" My growing concern was getting the best of me. The band was between songs now as he spoke.

"That's the one, the one I was seeing when we first met," R's eyes moved back to mine, his lips formed into a smile. "Then I met you and everyone else paled in comparison."

R and I have been seeing each other, in secret and otherwise, for almost 2 years now. I'm not cerain, but, I do believe that if he were going to break my heart, he would have done so by now.

Windows to the Soul

A person's eyes can say so much, what do mine tell you?

Happy HNT everyone!

Life Interrupted

I was partaking in a little 'dirty chat' with a new friend I've made when R arrived, unannounced, and out of the blue. My friend and I had just gotten to the really good stuff, too.

His foot steps methodically clipped across my front porch while I hurried to put my shirt back on and straightened my shorts, I didn't want him to know what I had been doing. I waited until he knocked at the door, then let him in and smiled.

The speculating look on his face gave away the inkling that he knew I had been up to something. Smiling, he reached his hand down and rubbed between my legs, kissing me on the lips. Because I had been so aroused only moments before, I couldn't resist myself, my arms immediately found their way around his neck, my hips moving to the rhythm of the motion of his hand.

I moaned softly when R used his fingertips to apply pressure as he rubbed, the thin cotton material of my shorts barely a barrier between my aching body and his firm touch. Visions of lovemaking danced through my head as he slipped his hand beneath the shorts and rubbed my bare skin, inserting a finger between the folds.

So wet, I could hear the wet smacking sounds as his fingers slid in and out of me, bringing me to orgasm.

"That's my girl," he whispered in my ear as I leaned forward and placed my head on his shoulder.

For that brief moment, all was right with the world.

At my request....

He fucked me doggie style, while I wore a blue thong that he had skillfully pulled to the side. His cock grinding into me, his hands gripping my hips, I moaned for him not to stop, I moaned for him to fuck me harder.

Placing my hands out before me, I pushed back into him, arching my back, cumming hard, so hard. With shaking arms, I lowered my head down to the bed, placing my forehead on the pillow before me.

Cum dripped from my lips, down the insides of my legs, as he finished. His cum would be dripping from me as well.

I wouldn't have it any other way.

An Apology Accepted

Before I even answered the phone I knew it was R, our argument had shaken me up quite a bit. Something we had never ever done before was argue, I had absolutely no clue how to handle it.

"Hello"

"Hey Honey Girl"

"Hey"

"I'm sorry, I don't know what happened, I guess I just lost my mind."

"You hurt my feelings"

"I know, I'm so sorry, the last thing in the world I ever wanted to do was be the person who put that look on your face."

"What look?"

"That look you get just before you cry."

"I didn't cry"

"Yes you did, I know you did. So, are you going to let me in?"

"Let you in where?"

"Your house. I've been standing on the porch for the last half hour."

"Oh my God, you have?"


Upon opening the door I found that R was true to his word, he indeed stood on my front porch, along with 72 rolls of toilet paper. I couldn't help but laugh at the sight. Smiling in return, he took me into his arms and kissed the top of my head.

"Let's not do that anymore, ok?" he asked, kissing me again on the top of the head.

"Let's not," I returned in agreement. Sliding my hands down from the center of his back, I cupped R's rear an giggled. "So, let's say we go upstairs, and......"

"And?" he quipped.

"And, you make me forget the fact that you called me a silly girl that you were wasting your time on." I could tell by the look in his eye that I had struck a nerve, but he continued to smile.

"I'm so sorry [woman with a secret], that is something I've never ever even considered, I don't even know why I said it." He was so sincere.

Squeezing his tush, I kissed him full on the lips, pressing my hips into his front side, enjoying the feeling of his strong arms around me, squeezing me.

Small Town America

I live in small town America, USA. Sometimes it really pisses me off!

Having gone without cable for 3 days, which means I've had to go without internet too, I was less then pleased to hear, from the cable company, they are 'rebuilding lines' and they are sorry for the inconvenience, but they don't plan to stop a thing they are doing, and I should be prepared for outages for the next 2 months.

What the hell kind of answer is that??

The kind of answer someone who is secure in the fact that I will deal with it because I have few other options available to me. I've tried the satellite thing, doesn't work. In fact, I think I may live in a satellite dead zone. I'm certain if one were to fly overhead, it would drop right out of the sky and land in my front yard. If I was lucky, I could try reselling it on Ebay and make a mini fortune.

Hmmm...... oddly, I feel better now that I've griped, I should do it more often. Perhaps then I wouldn't have gotten into my first real argument with R over a stupid roll of toilet paper. Oh well, here's to hoping I get a little make-up sex tonight.

Happy HNT!

I so wanted to post something fresh and original for my first stab at a half nekkid Thursday! I just don't have the time today, hope this will do. (This picture originally posted in November.) Next week, I promise fresh and original.